As a single parent (my daughter was 18 months when her father and I separated), I would like to add my 2 cents to all the vitriol in here.

Even as a kid, I wasn't good with other kids. Always preferred to hang around the adults or play alone/read. Fast forward to my late 20s/early 30s I was a single parent of a toddler. A human just learning to talk and can't yet read or pay attention to movies or whatnot for very long was a tough place to be in. It sounds so simple, "just use your imagination! Playing is fun!" Toddler/young child stuff is not fun for an adult. Watching her discover the world? Totally awesome. Watching her discover the same thing over and over and over again (yes, honey, some cows are brown and some are black & white. HOW MANY TIMES ARE YOU GOING TO SAY THAT?)? It gets old to an adult. That's one of the crucial differences between childhood and adulthood. So, at times, when at home, an adult beverage drops one's inhibitions a bit and the creativity begins to flow a little better. Hell, just ask all those troubled creative types that tend to also do some of their best brainstorming after some sort of chemical/medicinal intervention. It's SCIENCE! (citation needed)

Moms drinking wine = omg badDads drinking a 6 pack after work to unwind = just how it is.

Ha! I'm a stay at home mom. My kids are lucky I only have a glass or two of wine. Some moms I know take their kids adhd pills or smoke pot or take pain pills they purchase from other people. Then there are the ones that chose to toughit out and end up screaming at their kids.

This mommy might be tispy but atleast I'm not breakin' the law or yelling.

If it were completely legal, as in no repercussions from a hot test, I would probably smoke/vape, but I'm not going to risk a misdemeanor or a job offer to get high regularly. I will tie one on a few times a year, but now with a two year old, there is no sleeping off a hangover. I think that is my biggest demotivator for drinking more than rarely.

picturescrazy:irishdncr83: picturescrazy: irishdncr83: We have more important things to do like jam out to AC/DC.

Everything else was fine but I am going to judge you for that.

And not a single fark is given!!!

Sorry. I thought it was clear that it was a joke.

We take the AC/DC pretty seriously in our house. After my boy's first week of kindergarten he came home and said, "Mom... I hate music." "Why's that, babe?" "We have to learn STUPID songs." "I'm sorry sweetie. Can I help in any way?" "Can you tell the music teacher to play some AC/DC or Metallica? Something GOOD? Even David Bowie."

The best part of having children is turning them into minions and Mini Me's.

Fafai:irishdncr83: alice_600:Not to be a pain but when do you have severe anxiety?

Whenever it feels like showing up. Usually when I have to deal with people in person. I prefer social media and e-mails for communication. Trying to play with my son, I have forgotten how to play, and I start getting upset because I'm afraid I'm letting him down and he's judging me. I try me level best to make up for the fact that I lack the ability to play with him sometimes.

What the hell. It's playing, there's literally no rules. Just have fun.

You're spending time with him, he's having fun, you obviously care about him and you're never going to get this time back so do your thing and don't worry about what other people think. The fact that you care about your son and spend time with him having fun is all that matters, other people's opinions do not matter because they're not his mom and you are.

I wish you the best of luck in dealing with your anxiety and I understand that it can be a problem for people who have anxiety issues and that for people who don't they can't really understand what it is like.

irishdncr83:alice_600:Not to be a pain but when do you have severe anxiety?

Whenever it feels like showing up. Usually when I have to deal with people in person. I prefer social media and e-mails for communication. Trying to play with my son, I have forgotten how to play, and I start getting upset because I'm afraid I'm letting him down and he's judging me. I try me level best to make up for the fact that I lack the ability to play with him sometimes.

What the hell. It's playing, there's literally no rules. Just have fun.

My kid wasn't planned. Also, I suffer from severe anxiety. So, shut your trap. My kid is perfectly happy. He gets to go do cool stuff like meet his idol Stephen Amell who plays Green Arrow. He also gets to dress up in costumes and he goes to the grocery store in his costumes. He plays on the monkey bars and climbs as high as he wants. He plays outside in the dirt. He goes to museums. He goes to the park. He plays and wrestles with both of us. He has two parents that love each other very much. He has a roof over his head, food in his belly, and the utmost support for whatever he decides is best for him. He takes dance lessons to instill a sense of hard work and accomplishment in him. He has books by the hundreds at his immediate disposal. His answers about anything and everything are answered promptly and appropriately. I don't think that he has a bad life. I meet him half way. He wanted a tea party so we had real tea with a real tea pot and real tea cups and cookies. We color together. I make him super hero costumes. I make him pajama pants because he really wanted the Star Trek fabric. I make him medieval costumes with things like the Spider Man fabric he wanted. He's in kindergarten and writing in cursive. He takes fencing and archery both of which I participate in with him. Go judge someone else. We have more important things to do like jam out to AC/DC.

irishdncr83:My son likes for me to get tipsy because then I can play with him without little warning sirens going off in my head that I'm totally not supposed to be doing this. Or I feel foolish. I got loud and drunk once and he really biatched about it. Anyway, we stock up liquor for the year around New Years. We replace tequila and scotch probably once or twice. Usually the tequila gets taken to a party and shared. We drink beer that stays in the fridge for weeks.

Really, my drug of choice is Xanax.

really?most people have kids so they can hang out and play with them; to enjoy a life with them.I'm sorry you feel that way.your poor kid.

"Kids are different today,"I hear ev'ry mother sayMother needs something today to calm her downAnd though she's not really illThere's a little yellow pillShe goes running for the shelter of a mother's little helperAnd it helps her on her way, gets her through her busy day

zerkalo:I think I saw my mom drink one swig of Guinness and one of Rolling Rock, and maybe a glass of Cold Duck in 40 years. Too bad the tee-total gene didn't get passed down like the Slav drinking gene from my father's side did...

IIRC, the most my Mom had in one sitting was probably half a bottle of wine.

And to be honest, with a lot of the stress my brother and I gave her in our youth, she deserves a medal for not being a heavy drinker back then.